The world has changed while I’ve been here. Last year, I saw the spring arrive in Saskatchewan, while writing poetry for two weeks at the Sage Hill retreat. This year, it’s Calgary, where the leaves have begun glowing as if lit by an internal light, as Ian McEwan describes it in Enduring Love which I […]
The world has changed while I’ve been here. Last year, I saw the spring arrive in Saskatchewan, while writing poetry ...
These days, I’ve been working on my new novel, narrated by a young woman called Melonie Barnett (unless, of course, ...
This month’s Firelight Interview is with Shelly Sanders, the author of the Rachel Trilogy, a series of Y.A. novels about Rachel ...
I come to this blog post after a confusing morning of writing. I’m at that point in working on a ...
These days, I’ve been working on my new novel, narrated by a young woman called Melonie Barnett (unless, of course, I decide to change her name). The story grew out of three linked short stories – Empty Nest, which you can read in the latest issue of The New Quarterly; Rhubarb, which will be in Oberon Press‘s 15: […]
This month’s Firelight Interview is with Shelly Sanders, the author of the Rachel Trilogy, a series of Y.A. novels about Rachel and Sergei, two young people who struggle for a better future, moving between early 20th century Russia, China, and the United States. Who are you? I often describe myself as living “without borders” because I […]
I come to this blog post after a confusing morning of writing. I’m at that point in working on a novel where I’m dug deeply into the already-written draft, am adding new, necessary scenes, clarifying others, linking parts that seem obviously attached and cutting other early attempts to get at the truth of the story. […]
I’m learning how to knit. Last weekend, I went to the first of two classes. Sitting on a slouchy sofa, I awkwardly gripped my bamboo needles and attempted to follow along with the instructor. It felt really, really weird. Halfway through, I sighed, leaned back and said, I need a drink. Not really my intention […]
This morning, I started writing my blog post and it turned into a three-page long addition to a scene in my novel. That’s the way it works, lately: sometimes I’ll get a snippet, two sentences, a little bit of dialogue, to be added to the writing that’s already done. Ah, I’ll think, walking along the […]
I’ve been in Calgary for almost two weeks and so far I’ve been to two plays, two movies, two readings (one of which was mine, and another tonight with Ian Williams), three art exhibits, two museums (counting the Glenbow, which is both museum and art gallery). I’ve eaten gluten-free pizza, Mexican food and pho, found […]
Laurie D. Graham is a reader, a writer, and a deep thinker who always gave appreciated and thoughtful commentary on the work on the table during our shared fiction and poetry workshops in the University of Guelph’s MFA program. A transplanted westerner, she now lives in London, Ontario (while I’ve gone in the opposite direction). […]
It’s not Thursday (tomorrow on the site: a Firelight Interview with poet Laurie D. Graham), but I wanted to let you all know that my story, Places Like These, which I blogged about last week, is up today on Little Fiction. Enjoy! Like this:Like Loading…
Last fall, I wrote a story. It was early morning, and I had the itch, and it was one of those great days when the thing just poured out of me. The draft I ended up with hardly needed any work. A few changes, a bit of shifting around, tweaks here and there, and I […]